i bite his lips so hard they bleed but he still comes back for more. he tastes like copper but he doesn't have a penny to his name. he knows my type and he knows just how to get under my skin and i can promise you he's poisoning me, ever so slowly with the things he says.. he's trying to peel off my exoskeleton. trying to get me naked
in his bed
or
on the floor
at this point, i don't think he cares.
i don't know what to do when he teaches me things or touches me inbetween my thighs except bite off his head and shoot him down.
you can't fight poison with poison though. no one ever wins and it's his move so im just stuck.
but please believe me when i say i want to love your pain away. i'm just use to kisses with fists and my soul getting ****** and left in that alleyway with those dumpsters my face pushed up against the brick floor.. it wasn't worth the drugs..or the time i spent trying to make myself not care.
but
i guess, we are all just wasting time.
long story short, i don't know how to love and i don't think someone so lost in there own sadness is capable of understanding something so beautiful
so just know, that i am sorry
when i bite off your head and **** up your soul, i didn't want it to be that way.
in another world maybe we could have been together.